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Where Have I Been?

Oh, hey!! So I have had a lot of people ask me when my next post will be published and I really wish I had an answer for that. Normally when I write, things just come to me. I get in a "mood" per se. And lately I just haven't had a "mood" since I wrote my last piece.

My husband and I are currently buying a house & as most of you know that is quite the process! And we kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinda bought ourselves a fixer upper so we have a lot of work to do before we can even move our crew in. It's been stressful and when things are stressful my brain goes into survival mode & I only can accomplish necessary things. And writing, I guess, is not one of them. So between purging/cleaning/packing the old house & planning/painting/updating the new house I am at my breaking point.

1. Mom
2. Wife
3. Work
4. House stuff.

That's all I can handle, for right now anyway.

I have a constant headache, my jaw hurts (I'm a teeth clencher when I'm stressed), eating poorly, not going to the gym as often as I normally do, sleeping like shit, and the hubs and I have been at each others throats. It's no wonder that my creativity has suffered. ha.

I promise I'll be back at it once things slow down a bit. Exciting time for our family but a real downer for my blog.

Thanks for hanging on - xo

Nicky

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